Okay, maybe I'm sick! I refuse to believe there's zero chance. The chance or possibility is so close to zero that it might as well be zero--but it is in fact not zero...Over time, days or weeks, I will become comfortable with zero, and I have such a hard time talking to him. Being around him strikes up a guttural fear.
But being together with him, is that an impossibility? No, not as long as both of us breathe those heavy sighs in those deep chests with those weighty emotions.
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